Jujutsu Kaisen: I Made Sukuna Owe 100 Million Yen

The air froze again.

Su Nuo's joyful expression vanished instantly, replaced by a brutal killing intent.

"What did you say?"

The voice was terrifyingly deep, like the roar of countless evil spirits.

"You want my finger?"

"Do you want to die?"

Fingers are not only a source of power, but also fragments of the soul, and this lowly human dares to peer into his soul?!

"boom!"

A terrifying burst of magical power erupted.

Su Nuo raised his hand.

This time, he was truly determined to kill.

He wanted to grind this arrogant and unscrupulous businessman into dust!

however.

The moment he made his move.

"Sizzle sizzle—"

An invisible force exploded deep within his soul.

It is not to be defied.

His hand froze in mid-air, unable to swing down!

"This is... a restraint?!"

Su Nuo's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Oh, I forgot to remind you."

Lynn took a half step back and spread his hands.

He revealed the standard smile of a cunning merchant who had succeeded.

"Now that you have consumed my product and enjoyed the 'freedom' it brings,..."

"Then the transaction has been forcibly taken effect."

"This is a fundamental transaction based on the principle of 'binding'."

"If you refuse to pay for goods, or attempt to kill your creditor to avoid paying your debts, the rules will deem you in default."

Lynn pointed to Su Nuo's frozen hand.

"Although I can't beat you."

"But the rules will backfire on this body."

"You wouldn't want to be forcibly deported for breach of contract just one minute after you've arrived, would you?"

"You plotted against me?!"

Su Nuo's forehead veins bulged.

The mighty King of Curses.

He was actually forced to buy a piece of candy by a human with no magical powers?!

What a shame!

anger.

Extreme anger.

The killing intent in Su Nuo's eyes was almost tangible.

Even at the risk of deportation, he was determined to kill this person...

"Don't be angry yet, Mr. Sukuna."

Just as Su Nuo was about to go berserk.

Lynn suddenly took a step closer.

He lowered his voice.

He spoke in a tone that only the two of them could hear:

"This minute is just a small 'trial pack'."

Su Nuo paused slightly.

"I know what you're thinking."

"You're thinking about how to completely break free from the constraints of this body after collecting all twenty fingers, how to truly be resurrected, right?"

Lynn's voice was incredibly seductive.

Like the serpent in the Garden of Eden.

"However, Hisahito Itadori is both a perfect vessel and a perfect cage."

Even if you collect all the fingers, it will be difficult to break this cage from the inside.

Su Nuo narrowed his eyes and stared intently at Lin En.

This guy.

You even know that?

"But I can."

Lynn pointed to his head.

"Since I can create a drug that allows you to 'temporarily take control,' I can also create a drug that will 'completely separate' you."

"As long as the price is right..."

"Even if we were to perfectly extract your soul from this body, and even reconstruct a physical form for you from a thousand years ago..."

"I can do it too."

This is a colossal lie.

At least Lynn can't do that right now.

But it's also an irresistible "pie in the sky".

For Su Nuo, who yearns for freedom, this temptation far outweighs the value of a single finger.

It also surpassed the anger of being offended at this moment.

Su Nuo fell silent, staring at Lin En for a long time, as if trying to see through the man's soul.

"interesting."

After a long while, Su Nuo withdrew his hand.

The violent killing intent dissipated like the receding tide.

He turned to face the special-grade cursed spirit.

"Pfft—"

The super-grade cursed spirit that had driven Fushiguro Megumi to despair in mid-air was instantly torn to pieces.

It felt like being cut by countless invisible blades at the same time.

Before it could even scream, it turned into a cloud of purplish-black blood mist.

The blood mist dissipated.

A withered finger, exuding an ominous aura, fell from the sky.

Su Nuo casually scooped up the fingers and caught them.

"then."

He threw his finger at Lynn like he was throwing away trash.

"You had better keep your promise."

Lynn caught the fingers steadily.

The moment it touches the palm of your hand.

The system's cold, impersonal notification sound rang out.

It's more beautiful than any other music.

[Transaction complete!]

[Item obtained: Ryomen Sukuna's finger.]

System estimate: 300,000 points.

[Remaining points: 40,000.]

Lynn clenched his fists, barely suppressing the urge to celebrate.

The bet was won.

This is the only rule for survival for a powerless transmigrator like him.

They exploit information asymmetry and human weaknesses.

To sell something worth one dollar for ten thousand dollars.

"It's a pleasure working with you, Mr. Sukuna."

Lynn gave a graceful bow.

Even though my legs were still weak.

"Looking forward to our next...big deal."

Su Nuo gave Lin En a deep look.

"If you can't come up with something that satisfies me next time..."

"I will cut your soul into ten thousand pieces and feed them to the cursed spirits."

"I'll remember that, you swindler."

After he finished speaking, the black tattoos on Su Nuo's body began to fade.

Although I'm very unhappy.

But he could feel the effects of the drug waning, and Yuji Itadori's tenacious will, like a weed, was regaining control of his body.

A few seconds later.

The "King of Curses," radiating murderous intent, vanished.

Instead, there was a pink-haired boy with a blank expression, scratching the back of his head.

"Huh?"

Yuji Itadori blinked, looking at the mess around him.

"Where is that top-tier cursed spirit?"

"Where did it go?"

Huzhang was somewhat bewildered.

"I remember giving my body to Sukuna... and then I think I fell asleep..."

"Why does my mouth taste so strongly of mint? Why is the flavor so overpowering?"

At that moment, Lynn was facing away from him.

Carefully, she took out a handkerchief and wrapped the withered finger tightly.

Then, it was carefully placed into the inside pocket of the vest.

Lynn glanced at the collapsing living space around him.

With the death of the Superior Cursed Spirit, this distorted space is about to disappear.

"It seems I don't need to see you out."

"etc!"

"Kushō!" Huzhang roared.

"Who are you? That finger... are you going to sell it?"

As a sorcerer, he couldn't stand by and watch a top-tier cursed artifact fall into the hands of unknown individuals.

Who I am is not important.

Lynn straightened her slightly disheveled collar.

The figure began to become illusory.

That's a sign that the card's effect is about to end.

"As for this finger..."

Lynn pushed up his glasses.

He flashed his signature, enigmatic smile.

"It was just my first pot of gold."

Lynn's figure vanished completely into thin air.

It was as if it had never existed.

……

In the woods outside the juvenile detention center.

The air distorted.

Lynn stumbled out of the void and vomited while leaning against a tree.

"vomit……"

Just a minute ago, although things seemed calm on the surface.

But that was because he was overdrawing his mental energy to maintain the persona of a "master".

Even a few seconds of facing Su Nuo's murderous intent is enough to cause an ordinary person to suffer a mental breakdown.

Not to mention having to engage in games and make empty promises under such high pressure.

"That was so exciting..."

"This business is like dancing on a knife's edge."

Lynn wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth.

With trembling hands, he pulled the wrapped finger from his bosom.

Looking at the dazzling [50,070 points] on the system interface.

A sickly blush gradually appeared on her pale face.

"But the reward... is really good."

With these 50,000 points, he completely escaped the predicament of being a beginner.

It can even begin to lay out a larger strategy.

"Next..."

Lynn looked toward the entrance of the juvenile detention center.

Several black cars were driving up there.

A white-haired man, about 1.9 meters tall, wearing a black eye patch, walked down.

He was also carrying a bag of Xijiufu (a brand of instant noodles).

Gojo Satoru.

The strongest in the world of sorcery.

Lynn took a deep breath and put her fingers back in place.

He stood up straight.

"Since we've already done business with the 'Lord of Curses'..."

"Then it wouldn't be unreasonable to discuss a deal with the 'strongest sorcerer,' would it?"

He straightened his suit and strode toward the strongest man.